And so it comes to pass that the year is nearly over, and I am left feeling a bit blurry and hazy on what happened, and what could possibly happen next.<\/p>\n
Were 2018 to have an epitaph carved into its headstone, it would read:<\/p>\n
2018-2018<\/strong><\/p>\n THE YEAR THAT LASTED TEN YEARS<\/strong>.<\/p>\n REST IN PIECES, YOU WEIRD ASSHOLE.<\/strong><\/p>\n I could get into a litany of profanity over world events, but I think it’s succinct enough to say: shit was real hinky in 2018, and 2019 probably isn’t looking any\u00a0less<\/em> hinky. That’s it. That’s all I’m gonna say about that, right now.<\/p>\n Personally and professionally, 2018 was a very, uh, curious year — generally speaking, I put out a handful of books every year, usually three or four, and I often write the same amount, too. This year? I only put out one book:\u00a0The Raptor & The Wren<\/strong>. And I didn’t even write a book. I mean, okay, I did monster edits and rewrites on the very big book,\u00a0Wanderers<\/strong>. I did edits on\u00a0Vultures<\/strong>, the sixth and final Miriam Black book. And I wrote 80k on a new book, tentatively titled\u00a0The Book of Accidents<\/strong>. I wrote a novella. I wrote a bunch of comic scripts, most of which you’ll never see —<\/p>\n *gives Marvel the side-eye*<\/p>\n That bit actually made quite a lot of news, which was bizarre.<\/p>\n And had a… movie made out of tweets between Sam Sykes and I<\/a>?<\/p>\n I started a podcast about Thor: Ragnarok<\/a>? With the inimitable Anthony Carboni?<\/p>\n I met Levar Burton?<\/p>\n See? 2018 was just fucking weird, man.<\/p>\n The good news is, I spent 2018\u00a0not<\/em> actually feeling burnout — for the years prior, I’d been galloping parallel to the riptide current of total burnout, and though I never succumbed to it, it was pretty close. So, 2018 helped me reclaim some energy, and focus what energy I had on the books in front of me, which was good.<\/p>\n And that means 2019 sees those books come out.<\/p>\n Vultures<\/strong>, in January. (Preorder in print<\/a> or eBook<\/a>!)<\/p>\n And\u00a0Wanderers<\/strong>, in July. (Preorder in print<\/a> or eBook<\/a>!)<\/p>\n Closing out Miriam’s story is satisfying and heartwrenching in equal measure — and though I have no idea if I did her story justice in the eyes of the audience, I feel happy with where I took that story. I’ve planned her story’s end for a while, and this is roughly always where it was going, and hopefully it feels earned. If it doesn’t… um, sorry? Can’t fix it now! *nervous laughter*<\/p>\n With\u00a0Wanderers<\/strong>…<\/p>\n Yow, that’s a bigger, unrulier, much trickier book. I didn’t have a hard time with it, exactly — it came pouring out of me, as I’d been chewing on parts of the book and other disconnected ideas for years. It all connected suddenly, and out came this book — both an artifact of this time and also one that, ideally, separates us from The Now and still gives a story that is relevant no matter when you read it. The thing is, the book was so damn big<\/em>. Kudos to Del Rey for letting me write the book as I needed to write it — and for letting me\u00a0keep<\/em> it that way, too. I’m excited for people to read it. I’m sitting on (\/humblebrag) a number of unusually amazing blurbs, and I’m feeling really fortunate right now.<\/p>\n Hopefully I’ll bring\u00a0Book of Accidents<\/strong> home in an equally satisfying way. It’s also a weird book? Squirrelly. Tricksy. A little more straight-up horror for me, kind of a ghost story that becomes something more than a ghost story, or something separate from one and… well, I don’t want to give much of it away. Just know that it’s a curious specimen. It is weird to be sitting at a point in my career where I can see, looking back, looking at the present, looking forward, how my writing has shifted into what might be considered a new phase? Both of output and process? And even career?<\/p>\n Shit, I dunno.<\/p>\n We shall see.<\/p>\n As to what else 2019 brings? No idea. I’ll travel a good deal for\u00a0Wanderers<\/strong>, I hope. Maybe I’ll pop in your area, I dunno! OR EVEN YOUR HOUSE, LIKE AN EVIL SANTA CLAUS IN JULY. I’ll know more as the new year clicks into place.<\/p>\n I think that’s it for me.<\/p>\n More as I have it.<\/p>\n It’s nearly game over, 2018.<\/p>\n And 2019, we’re watching you. No sudden moves.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" And so it comes to pass that the year is nearly over, and I am left feeling a bit blurry and hazy on what happened, and what could possibly happen next. Were 2018 to have an epitaph carved into its headstone, it would read: 2018-2018 THE YEAR THAT LASTED TEN YEARS. 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